Crowe played all day long and won beautifully all day long. But when he finally returned to the dormitory, his whole body looked a bit swollen, especially the part above the neck, which can only be described as "a bruised nose and a swollen face."

.

"What's going on with you? Are there any powerful enemies among the newcomers that we don't know about?"

Just returned to the dormitory, looking at Lafitte like a normal person from beginning to end, frowning at his roommate - although he has not played against Crowe, he is very aware of Crowe's strength.

Among the newcomers who came to the headquarters, he believed that there was someone who could defeat Crowe, but no matter what, no one would let him suffer so badly.

"No, it was because the instructor in charge of our place was dismissed. He had to fight with me, and he didn't intend to fight quickly. He made me fight with high intensity for 50 minutes."

Crowe, who was sore all over and collapsed on the bed, said this while breathing heavily.

"The instructor personally ended the battle? After 50 minutes of high-intensity fighting?"

Lafitte, who poured a cup of tea for himself and Crowe each, looked even more puzzled, "How could there be such an instructor?"

"It's Lieutenant General Garp."

Crowe answered with such a simple name.

"..."

Lafitte suddenly realized that his face, which had always had an "under control expression", suddenly became stiff and speechless, "Lieutenant General Garp, that's true... This naval hero has always been able to do things with confidence.

The style you like.”

"But it doesn't matter, he is only responsible for your first day of training, right? Tomorrow it should be your original commander, General Porusalino. This person with the highest combat power is easier to get along with than Lieutenant General Garp.

a lot of……"

"Don't mention it,"

Crowe grinned and covered his head with a pillow, and then said in a dull voice:

"When Lieutenant General Garp was finally disbanded, he specifically told us that General Porusalino had an important task to perform, and he will continue to be in charge of tomorrow's training."

"...Do you have midnight snacks?"

After a moment of silence, Lafitte suddenly asked this question without any clue.

"ah?"

"Anyway, let's eat and drink first..."

"..."

…

The next day, when Crowe dragged his tired body and gathered in the new training ground with the other newcomers in the same team, Lieutenant General Garp was already waiting here.

But unlike yesterday, today Lieutenant General Garp did not wear a white suit, but only wore a shirt and rolled up the sleeves of his hands.

There is also a strange machine placed in the empty training ground, but it is completely different from the ones in yesterday's training ground. Not only does it have a structure to test strength, but it also has facilities to monitor movements... There are three large surveillance video phone bugs connected next to it.

On the machine, it looks more advanced.

After Lieutenant General Garp saw all the newcomers entering the training ground, he immediately cleared his throat and pretended that he had just arrived and was seeing the machine for the first time.

As he walked towards the machine, he said in a very natural tone:

"Hmph! I've already said that these weird machines are completely useless, but the science department actually sent another one? Can the simple numbers measured comprehensively reflect a person's strength? No! It's not as good as my critical evaluation.

!”

"No matter, no matter what, we must take practice as the first criterion, let me test it first..."

Another lieutenant colonel holding a folder who was following Lieutenant General Garp listened to Lieutenant General Garp's sudden speech and looked at his normal movements. He was stunned for a moment, but then he suddenly understood and without saying a word,

He rushed over and hugged Lieutenant General Garp's waist.

"Lieutenant General Garp! Please stop! Let the poor machine go! You will definitely smash it!"

Although his subordinates hugged him tightly from behind, Lieutenant General Garp was still walking forward step by step - so what if his intentions were seen through? He just had to be tough!

"Don't talk about me like a devil. I just want to test my wrist strength and measure the value...I am almost 70 years old and can only eat 20 bowls. How can such a weak old man punch me?"

How about smashing such a big machine? And it’s made of steel..."

However, the lieutenant colonel did not listen to his excuses at all:

"No, Lieutenant General, you definitely want to smash it! It's very handsome! You don't want this kind of thing!"

That's right, considering that yesterday's fight with the newcomer Crowe in person may have damaged his image, so the old man, Lieutenant General Garp, wanted to show off in front of the new recruits today to make up for it...

What? This machine is a fixed asset of the World Government and the Navy Headquarters?

It's as if Lieutenant General Garp has never destroyed anything before...

Of course, it was precisely because of the fact that Lieutenant General Garp was more willing to destroy such large fixed assets of the world government that Porusalino did not develop monocles that can be hung on the ears with Dr. Vegapunk.

…

By the way, the unit of measurement that Porusalino planned to use at the beginning was actually "Strength of Dou XX"...

…

"Everyone, please come here in order for testing!"

"560 power."

When the test started, Crowe heard a very special numerical unit..."Doli".

Although he didn't know exactly how this value was calculated, 560 power was achieved by Second Lieutenant Mengka who had fought against him. Therefore, Crowe made a rough estimate. Ordinary sailors might be able to achieve 10?

The test went quickly, and in the middle Crowe heard that the highest number was "800 power", and the newcomer who typed this number was not a 20-person instant kill group.

Therefore, Crowe believed that this value was indeed just a numerical value, with reference significance only, and could not be counted as absolute combat effectiveness - otherwise, this sailor would definitely have a lower number than Second Lieutenant Mengka.

Crowe did some mental calculations and found that the overall average score of their rookie team should be around 300. Of course, this was except for a very few guys. For example, he himself had a value of 1,900.

But Crowe doesn’t think this is the best result among these newcomers, because there is another guy——

"Is it enough to just punch this machine hard and hit it?"

Enelu asked the lieutenant colonel.

"Well, just hit it hard."

As the lieutenant colonel said this, he stared at the display results of the machine without blinking - although he had not been to the "big recruitment" site before, the performance of the "Instant Kill Group of 20 people" including Eniro

, he also heard about it.

Crowe, who is also in the "Instant Kill Group", had previously hit an exaggerated number of 1900. It is rumored that Enel is a power user, so the test results will definitely be even more exaggerated.

Enelu moved his arms and then clenched his fists.

Everyone held their breath and waited for his move.

Then……

"Bang."

"Uh...233 power."

"..."

The scene was extremely quiet because this was a very unexpected result.

Regardless of whether it was based on his performance during the "Grand Recruitment" or yesterday's training, everyone was full of expectations for him - not to mention how exaggerated the numbers he could get, but he should at least be as good as Crowe, who was also in the instant kill group.

It only makes sense if the difference is not big, right? But what about the result? It’s not even close to the average level of everyone.

"Pfft... This guy, shouldn't he be in the same situation as Crick who was found to be match-fixing?"

"Crick who was found to be match-fixing? Tell us in detail!"

"It's that guy from the East China Sea with a very arrogant attitude. During the first round of the melee in the grand arena, he bribed others to qualify for promotion..."

"Oh oh oh! I have an impression! Later, I was eliminated by the "Ghost Man" Akin in the instant kill group, right?"

All kinds of sounds continued to pour into Enelu's ears.

But he just kept the fist-pumping action just now, as if his whole person was frozen.

"I see, that's probably it..."

Enelu slowly retracted his arm.

"Mr. Enero?"

But he obviously didn't stop, and the lieutenant colonel beside him was a little confused as to what else he wanted to do.

Then, amid the noise in the training ground, Enelu threw his second punch.

"...4...4000 power?!"

As the second test result popped out, everyone's eyes widened. There was no more discussion in the huge training ground, only the sound of gasps.

But it wasn't over yet, because Enelu threw his third punch.

The huge machine was directly knocked away by his punch, and then with a roar and explosion, it was deeply embedded in the wall behind.

"..."
To be continued...